"Hungry Dream"

I was feeling a bit peckish
Needed something to eat
Decided to jump on a train
Going off the tourist beat.
Two stops from the Reeperbahn
Altona across from a pub
Been there in the summer
Where we'd had some grub.
If Carlsberg did kebab shops
This is what they'd do
Doner World has almost everything 
I can't believe it's true.
Back home the 'health police' would raid it
To stop serving drunks and bums
But in this little part of Hamburg
It's perfect for rumbling tums.
A huge chicken doner wrap
With chips and full fat coke
Only cost me seven euro's
I'm not going to go broke.
Not only is the food delicious
There's a fair bit of choice
Won't struggle with the menu
Bloke behind the jump's got an English voice.
That's not what makes this place special
It's what they also serve here
By another counter there's
A row of fridges full of beer.
Not only that they sell cigarettes
Like a tobacconists back home
So if you're a pisshead trying to get cancer
You won't have far to roam.
All they need is a little extension
Have a 'Paddy Power' as well
Then you really would have
The proverbial 'corner shop from hell'.
But that depends on your perspective
You might find it rather nice
I suppose it all depends
On what is your chosen vice.
If we could combine what I've described
And plonk it in Peckham down Rye Lane
We'd soon see off those craft beer bars
That have become such a bane.
Cigarettes and alcohol
That working class vice
Who needs a wanky mag by the same name
That say's Peckham's edgy, arty and nice?
In my old fashioned utopia
We'd still drink in dives like The Hope
And we'd use those fancy arty farty lamp posts
To hang those hipsters from some fucking rope!

Dulwich Poet 22nd February 2016

(There's a lovely kebab shop in Altona. Somehow my head went from there back to Peckham!)